"You Weren't There" ... "There's Nothing Wrong Here"

[brightrosefox]

Someone hurts badly, someone had a fresh emotional gouging wound reopen and spill and stain. Of course I sense and react without realizing. I forgot my shields again. Stupid silly girl, no wonder I feel sick.

Hm. What would you call a form of empathy that allows you to react the opposite or counterbalancing way to someone else? Like, feeling physical pain when sensing emotional stress, or feeling emotionally hideous when someone is physically hurting? It's been happening with alarming frequency and strength as of late. I have to remind myself that some of these consistent symptoms are not connected to a virus or infection. It's just the collective unconscious weight of humanity again. My species in general is a psychiatrist's what-would-you-do-with-a-billion-dollars dream.

Comments

[ronin-lethe.livejournal.com]

no, i was the one who forgot.
sorry sweetie, i'll keep it in tighter....

[brightrosefox.livejournal.com]

I had a feeling twas you. I've gotten stuff from strangers, too, which is really annoying.
Too bad I rarely ever sense the person's identity, just the feelings. Otherwise I'd know where to send the happiness mojo. I really should just be projecting it all the time anyway, like a deflector shield.
*huggles* I love you.

[ronin-lethe.livejournal.com]

*hugs back*
i love you too, lots.

[moronqueen.livejournal.com]

Gaaah...*huuugs* Not quite sure what exactly happened but...I'm sorry it did. *hugshugs again*

[brightrosefox.livejournal.com]

It's okay. My heart sister is a strong one. She'll be fine. I sent happiness mojo!
I didn't forget about you either. I'll start the color projecting tonight. What about Jon? Think he could use some?

[moronqueen.livejournal.com]

Yay! Happiness!

He probably could, yeah...he's under a fair about of stress, and I doubt living with a paranoid wife is very fun...we've got the same favorite colors. *huggles* Just don't overdo it on yourself, ok? Don't want you burning out...

[brightrosefox.livejournal.com]

I'll just send toward you both since you live in the same space. And thanks. I'll be careful about how much I use. I tend to ignore my own limits, because I'm not sure I have any. Scary thought, really. I was working on Adam's back last night and when I was done my arms were hot and tingling so much it felt like I was swimming in static. I really should figure out my cut-off point!